She folds herself up in the chair, pulling her legs up and crossing them which is exactly as unnecessary as it probably looks, but she is one of those people who can't seem to take a seat without turning herself into a pretzel.

She offers Folan a smile, looking a little sheepish. She knows what she did, she knows how he's feeling about it and now... well, she's a little embarrassed.

"My name's Siobhan. What's yours?"

She spears a piece of chocolate cake on her fork and puts it in her mouth to distract herself from how flustered she has made this poor man, her expression turning from sheepish to blissfull. She can't help herself, that is some damn good cake and she was really craving an energy boost.